Early today I was thinking, "I'm quite a sentimental person." I always find some sort of value in most things. I looked at the green pants I was wearing that I love so much and thought to myself, "If I was offered to trade this pair for a new one, would I do it?" Immediately I answered, "No. This particular one has been with me since I bought it. This pair has taken the shape of my butt and legs. We've become intimate. We've become one. I wouldn't replace it."
Sentimental or what?
Later today, I noticed marks on my pants. Sad I am. Then the same question came to mind.
"...yes, a new pair would be nice."
Not sure if the point of the story is how sentiment is conditional or to not be emotionally attached to pants OR I'm just weird and crazy and think of stupid things.
I need to rethink my life.
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